[He doesn't dare breathe while Peter is moving and situating himself there. it feels weirdly overcrowded on that side of his body, while the other is so unbearably empty and light. Leo keeps his eyes up at the ceiling above them. His jaw is trembling as he fights the tears threatening to bowl over, not wanting to make a scene more than they already have.]
We will. We always do, so w-we will. [He carefully curls his arm around Peter, mindful of the IV tubs he can't tug too hard.]
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We will. We always do, so w-we will. [He carefully curls his arm around Peter, mindful of the IV tubs he can't tug too hard.]